Qingming Sword let out a whimper, without stopping, it flew up again and started drawing in front of Qingyang Huan.
From the moment Wuchen appeared outside the Emperor Yu's palace, to when he wandered outside the palace over and over again, even his meditative appearance was vividly painted, and finally, Wuchen was shrouded in Jia Luo's holy light and fell completely into a daze. .
Even the ferocious face that was trapped in a daze and constantly struggling was depicted.
The Dao sword whined, trembled and buzzed constantly, rubbing against Qingyang Huan's shoulder, while flying eagerly, wanting to fly into the distance.
He went there, and then turned back three times, obviously trying to urge Qingyang Huan to leave with it quickly.
"It's incredible.
It's said that the Tao race understands the heart of heaven and understands the mysterious creation of heaven and earth.
They are the race closest to the original Tao.
Even the Tao soldiers forged by Tao methods are so magical.
I have to say that the human race falls behind in comparison.
Inferior, the Tao clan comes from the human clan, but is better than the blue, and is more pure in cultivation. " Looking at the buzzing Dao sword, Gui Buxian shook his head and said.
He patted the buzzing Dao sword to calm it down.
Qingyang Huan rolled his eyes at Gui Buxian.
Although Gui Buxian said this, how could he survive in this world without strength?
The Tao clan was born when the human race was at its peak.
At that time, the human race had enough strength and heritage to spend money and explore the mysteries of the world and the majesty of time and space.
Without the protection and resistance of the human race, how could the Tao clan feel at ease and appreciate the world?
Stable. , The purity of the Tao people is due to the protection of the human race.
There is no paradise in this vast wilderness of mountains and seas.
It's just that there are people carrying the burden for you.
This sentence is also applicable to the land of the human race.
As his thoughts flowed, Qingyang Huan signaled Dao Jian to lead the way forward, heading towards the vast wilderness filled with vast aura.
According to the picture drawn by Dao Jian, Wuchen is probably no longer Wuchen, and his mind has been eroded by Jialuo.
He did not expect that the conversation between the two outside the ancient city of Yulin would truly become a reality.
"Kill me" Wuchen, who was dressed in Taoist robes and was full of immortal spirit, actually transformed into the disgusting Jialuo.
The Garo race is really good at packaging themselves.
They turn themselves into the benevolent side of heaven and earth.
They put down the butcher knife and become Garo.
Even if they are killing billions of people and destroying stars just for their own demons, if they join the Garo kingdom , they will only say that the devil will turn around.
But how to repay true hatred?
Do billions of living beings deserve to die?
If you can put down the butcher's knife and wipe out the grudges, then what else do you need to do about good and evil?
Ordinary warriors are deceived and take good deeds as the standard.
Should they endure humiliation in this life and pray for overwhelming power in the next life?
wake up I have never understood in this life how to pray for stability in the next life.
In this way, under the guidance of the Dao sword, Qingyang Huan walked around the mountains and wilderness outside the Emperor Yu's palace, constantly crossing the mountains stretching tens of thousands of miles, and crossing the vast vast lake.
However, it lasted five days.
After passing by, there was no trace of Wuchen, as if he had disappeared.
However, according to Dao Jian Qingming's reminder, Wuchen's goal is the Heaven and Earth Divine Weapon and the Heaven and Earth Divine Needle hidden in Emperor Yu's Palace.
This is an innate emperor's weapon passed down from the Middle Ages.
Speaking of this magic weapon, we have to talk about the flood control work of the first Emperor Yu.
At that time, there was a man-made disaster in the southern wilderness, and the floods were monstrous.
Emperor Gun, the father of Dayu, came to save the human race from the fire and water under the imperial edict.
However, Emperor Gun had been controlling the floods for thousands of years, and the floods in the southern wilderness were still difficult to calm down.
Therefore, the emperor was angry and punished Gun.
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Emperor, filled the Southern Wilderness with the body of Emperor Gun.
Emperor Gun's son, Emperor Yu, obeyed the emperor's order and inherited his father's ambition, and came to the southern wilderness again.
He found that the collision of the outer continents made the southern wilderness unstable, so the floods were surging and the water veins were surging.
After many inquiries, I learned that at the end of the Middle Ages, when the Continent came to Heaven, the emperors of the human race transformed into pillars of heaven to resist the fall of the Continent.
Among the emperors, there was the Holy Emperor Qitian, who once obtained a piece of divine iron from the deepest depths of the Universe.
After several epochs of polishing, it turned into the divine needle of heaven and earth.
At that time, all the emperors of the human race came out, and their blood spilled across the world.
It was rumored that the Holy Emperor Qitian also fell, and his divine weapon, the Divine Needle of Heaven and Earth, was left in the East Sea.
Therefore, Emperor Yu entered the East China Sea, fought against the Hai clan, and finally retrieved the Divine Needle of Heaven and Earth, and suppressed it.
Southern Wasteland.
Now countless years have passed, and the first generation of Emperor Yu has long since passed away.
However, it is rumored that the Divine Needle of Heaven and Earth exists in the southwest of the southern wilderness.
This is why the throne of Emperor Yu in the southwest is currently vacant, and the foreign emperors from outside the world still dare not come.
Although he knew the allusion, he still couldn't figure out why Wuchen had any connection with the Divine Needle of Heaven and Earth, let alone the Jialuo clan now involved. buzz buzz Finally on the seventh day, the Qingming Dao Sword, which had always been dim, suddenly became brighter.
锵锵锵 In an instant, it turned into a sword light that soared into the sky, cut through the void, and crashed into a vast mountain.
It was more than 100,000 miles away from Emperor Dayu's palace, and it was an inaccessible area.
Deep in the mountains, a hundred-foot-sized fire dragon was breathing flames.
The dragon's flames flowed down like molten mercury, burning large areas of ancient mountains and turning them into a kingdom of molten metal. hold head high Hearing the clang of the Tao sword, the flame dragon looked up to the sky and roared.
Compared to the previous days, the flame dragon's body had large scales peeling off at this moment.
Every drop of the dragon's blood falling to the earth below would ignite the mountains and burn them.
Large pieces of dragon scales peeled off, leaving the flame dragon full of scars.
Even the deepest wounds on the dragon's body revealed the red-gold dragon bones.
Looking at the mountains in front of him that turned into a realm of flames, a strange color flashed in Qingyang Huan's eyes.
He felt the breath of extremely pure Jialuo Holy Light deep in the mountains.
The existence of the Garo clone makes him very sensitive to the aura of the Garo clan, and this aura is constantly stirring deep in the mountains.
Woohoo.
The Dao sword returned from the void in the distance, rubbed against his body, and made a whining sound, looking very eager.
"It's simply unbelievable that something like this could happen.
The three tribes, the Human Race, the Tao Race, and the Garo Race, are so entangled.
No wonder the Turtle Lord was struck by lightning the last time he calculated.
This is simply a forbidden area.
Whoever touches whom The rhythm of death.”
Gui Buxian put away his original playful temperament, and looked solemnly towards the depths of the mountains surrounded by flames.
"Can you tell anything?"
Then Qing Yanghuan asked aloud, although this guy likes to make trouble, the innate gossip is indeed unparalleled in its mystery.
"I can't calculate anything.
The last time I was struck by lightning, it's the best fact.
Wuchen itself is a taboo, or there is someone with supreme power hiding the secret.
Trouble.
Of course, if my ancestors are here, it won't count.
It’s over, now Mr.
Turtle, I’m still a little overheated.”
"Wait for me here, I'll go meet him."
Since there was nothing to calculate, Qingyang Huan did not wait, and walked through the air, heading towards the depths of the mountains, crossing the blazing flames, and continued to move forward, feeling the richness of Jia Luo's holy light more and more.
Even as we reached the depths, illusory Arhats and King Kongs began to evolve in the holy light of Jialuo, singing Sanskrit sounds while sitting cross-legged under the Bodhisattva.
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Finally, deep in the mountains, through the burned debris and charred wood, he saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the holy light of Jialuo.
The holy light was lingering there, and a young warrior was reciting scriptures cross-legged.
The Sanskrit sounds caused the surrounding scorched trees to sprout buds and branches again in the scorched earth.
The swaying of the Jialuo Holy Light and the overwhelming Sanskrit sounds actually gave him the feeling of being faced with the venerable Jialuo Clan who had a profound understanding of the Jialuo Bible.
At this moment, Wuchen was no longer Wuchen.
Without the immortal Tao bones belonging to the Tao clan, the Tao charm is natural, replaced by a compassionate and smiling look.
Even if Qingyang Huan uses the reincarnation gate in the spiritual world to bless his spiritual will, he cannot understand his reality. , Wu Chen merged with the Jia Luo Holy Light that filled the surroundings, as if he had transformed into Jia Zun, and it was difficult for any spiritual will to enter his body.
"You're here."
At this moment, Wuchen, who was sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras, slowly opened his eyes.
His pupils were clear in black and white, as pure as jade, and had not been eroded by Jialuo at all.
However, all this made Qingyang Huan's heart sink.
"Are you coming to kill me?"
Immediately after Wuchen spoke again, there was no emotion in his voice, as if he was narrating a small incident.
"Who are you" Qing Yanghuan's eyes gleamed slightly and he spoke out.
"I" Wuchen stood up and looked at Qingyang Huan with serious eyes.
For a moment, the Jialuo Holy Light that filled the mountains in all directions was like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.
It was quickly received into his body and transformed into a Vajra wearing light golden divine armor. .
"I am Douzhan, Jiamen protector" For a time, the wind and waves roared between heaven and earth.
The vegetation that had been reborn with vitality due to the holy light of Jialuo suddenly went to death, and the young shoots withered and turned into ashes.
Taking a deep breath, the fluctuations in Qingyang Huan's heart were concentrated to the extreme.
He understood that Wuchen, or Douzhan, was in trouble this time.
Obviously, there were twists and turns that he could not understand.
"It's a pity that I am Douzhan, not Wuchen.
It is just a bunch of pitiful memories, not even a life."
Frowning slightly, Douzhan said aloud: "Do you want to kill me?"
Qingyang Huan also frowned.
Murderous intent stirred up in his inner world.
In just a few breaths, it intensified and almost stagnated into reality.
"I'll send you on your way" "Anyone who prevents me from breaking the seal of the Divine Needle of Heaven and Earth will die.
I will send you on your way.
I didn't expect that a pitiful memory would cause me some trouble, but it's not a big deal.
In front of me fighting, you It can’t make waves.”
He said in a very serious voice, the holy light floated in Dou Zhan's hand, and the world in all directions suddenly seemed to turn into a cage.
A pillar of holy light solidified in his hand, manifesting a holy stick of holy light about ten feet long.
"What is the use of a sword that betrays its master?"
In an instant, Dou Zhan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the holy light splashed in all directions between the sky and the earth, causing the wind to surge and the black clouds to gather
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